Karkat Vantas steps into the office. He had been called there unexpectedly and without explanation from English. He glares at the very cheery office assistant as she smiles and says in quite possibly the most annoyingly squeaky voice ever "Right this way Mr. Vantas!" She opens the door to a small conference room. Eleven other kids sit around the table, each looking anxious or bored. A tall, serious looking woman stands before them with a stern expression. "Glad you could make it Vantas." Karkat sits down in the remaining empty chair. The mysterious woman turns to face the group. "I am Commander Misty from the recruiting department at Pixel Academy. You have been chosen to be accepted to the school." She hands out brochures. "This is an unusual occurrence for us, this many students from one area of the country, but I assure you that you are all in. Folded in the pamphlets are parental consent forms, bring those back, and signed, tomorrow. You are not to say anything about this program. You can't tell your other friends about it. Don't let your parents say anything on facebook about it, no tweeting about it, don't even think of blogging about it." She makes a point to look at Feferi when she says this, who was typing on her phone during the entire speech. Sollux's hand flies into the air. "I wath reading through your pamphlet and it thaid that the entire learning ecthperienthe wath done through virtual worldth and gaming, but it didn't thay what type of game or who made it." Misty looks at him. "You seem like a computer person, am I right? The game is made entirely by the students. Each class makes a new world or function for the game as a final project every year and each student gets to design an intricate character and a home for the character. " Everyone starts buzzing with excitement. The school bell rings and misty dismisses the group. "Remember, signatures tomorrow!" She yells as they storm out to the busses.